Before Rhythm of Hours Change the Beat

Gold cherry

By lenchenelf

Thu, 28 Oct 2021
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18 comments
 

A wall and wail of sound, this rain and wind

shunted through an ill-thought architecture

of fussybussy buildings. Spectors' seasoned

mix of sensory stimulants, shivered

through a hedgerow, moans and flaps

in counterpoint, but October ends, damp

 

a stir of mediums, not quite one thing

or another.

 

Waste pipe drip out of sync.

Certificate U
Poem
Humour

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

yeh, life drips and gutters. 

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

is a great line, use it again, seriously Jack.

Thank you

best and forward

Lena xx

 

Submitted by Turlough on

'but October ends, damp'

If my memory serves me right, all months end damp in Britain but October even more so because the dampness is absorbed by the carpet of dead leaves that stick to your boots and go with you everywhere.

I enjoyed your words. They're very Hallowe'eny without actually mentioning Hallowe'en itself. 

And your 'ill-thought architecture of fussybussy buildings' took me back to Leeds ... again ... will I ever escape?

 

Turlough

Submitted by lenchenelf on

for your kind comment Turlough.

Best wishes

L x

 

 

Submitted by marandina on

Any poem with rain in it is good by me. October does end damp, after all. A super poem, of course.

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

Thanks for reading and commenting M, your recent Halloween poem is strong and well done on the accolades 

 

Best L xxsmiley

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

There's an awful lot of ill-thought architecture about! Thanks for this little gem, and congratulations on the well deserved cherry!

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

Yes, there is, in my darker moments I want to gather town/city development planners together and make them walk over lego barefoot.

thanks for your ever kind comments

best Lena xx

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Ouch that brings back such painful memories. Quite a harsh punishment for anyone!

 

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Submitted by lenchenelf on

once again, very suprised by ABCPixies!

Best 

Lena xx

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Lovely sibilance, perfect reading for me as the rain patters against the window. Great poem, great last line. x

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

for a very generous  comment, glad you liked it.

best

lena x

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Agree with you about the lego barefoot!

Wonderful description of bleak slab buildings, and the last line is so clever

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

yes my gruntle was somewhat dis last night smiley Thank you for your kind comment.

Best

Lxx

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

Kind words much appreciated. After the usual din of woolly weather in the city, spent a gentling evening in Ripon Cathedral tonight listening to the perfect vocal arrangements of The Gesualdo Six, who changed their playlist to suite the internal acoustics, bloomin' marvellous!

best to you

Lena xx

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

We have a problem with raw seweridge flowing into the rivers. Everyone blaims everyone else passing the buck you might say. Promises promises nobody to do the dirty work.

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

thanks Tom, I think you might be referring to another poem "Out in the Field" and yes, buck passing seems to be a popular worldwide party game.

Cheers for stopping by and reading.

Lena